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Hmmm.

This is nice, right?

I was lying flat on the floor when I thought that.

It felt good when I struck hard at the end. The magic explosion was cool, and even sliding across the floor was exhilarating.

I pondered for a moment on why I felt so good, but it was simply satisfying to know I had clashed with Ha-yoon like that.

At this point, shouldn’t it be okay to set this as my goal?

Feeling a strange sense of satisfaction, I stared blankly at the ceiling when suddenly, a face intruded into my view.

However, that gaze wasn’t directed at my face.

It was below my chin, so… if I had to specify, below my neck.

Seo-hee was looking at me.

“Whew.”

Then she let out a stylish whistle. It’d be hard to show more excitement than that.

“…What are you staring at?”

“No, I just thought it was only polite to stare when you’re wearing that kind of outfit. So… it has that function, right? The cleavage?”

“That’s sexual harassment.”

If I had a pillow in my hands, I would’ve thrown it right at her face.

I sat up straight.

The circuit was still running. Once hope sets in, it sticks around longer than expected, especially since I was extremely satisfied with how my duel with Ha-yoon turned out.

Of course, it’s only natural that my transformation hadn’t worn off.

And as for the outfit I was wearing—

“…Huh?”

Wait, was this how I looked?

No, of course, when fighting, I had no time to check out my outfit. Things had moved too quickly. We were both fighting up close, after all.

I had on long white gloves, so I had assumed the rest of the outfit would fit that vibe. You know, the kind of magical girl outfit that looks absurdly elegant on an adult but adorable on a child.

So, I was thinking of the outfit Ha-yoon was wearing right in front of me.

But somehow, my outfit didn’t quite match that.

Below the waist, it was acceptable. The white skirt wasn’t too strange, and it covered my stomach and waist pretty well.

The problem was up top.

It wasn’t just ‘hollowed out’ in the middle; how should I put it…

Anyway, it looked incredibly revealing.

“This won’t do.”

Yeon-woo said seriously.

“Is this okay for fighting? We’re still in middle school, after all. Won’t be pixelated if it goes on the news?”

“If it gets pixelated, wouldn’t that just make it more noticeable?”

Seo-hee let out a giggle at Yeon-woo’s words.

“B-but it’s pretty! It really suits your figure!”

Jua said that while covering her face— but come on, her fingers were spread apart. Her eyes were clearly visible, you know? If you’re going to pretend to cover up, at least do it properly.

And you too, Ha-yoon. You just fought me the other moment. What’s the point of trying to cover up now?

I brushed my face with my hand.

I was aware of the setting regarding magical girl outfits. They transform the original clothes using magic.

In other words, once this input is set, the design won’t easily change. Even if I tried to cover it up with something else, that would probably change too.

…So, did that mean I had been swinging around this huge hammer in this outfit?

“Should I paint the hammer white?”

“Um… no, that’s not necessary—”

“That’s a great idea, junior. Personal color is important.”

I wanted to protest against Jua’s words, but Yeon-woo jumped in.

“Right, junior. Image has a huge impact on the public.”

Before I could say anything, Ha-yoon hurried to my side and reached out her hand.

I momentarily gazed at the hand before taking it, and I was yanked up. Ha-yoon was smaller than me, but her magic was strong enough that it clearly affected her strength.

“Here.”

Ha-yoon had already draped the outer garment she was holding over my shoulders.

“Oh, um, thanks.”

I answered a bit dazed.

The problem was, my shoulders were a bit wider than Ha-yoon’s, so I could only fasten a few buttons on the top. Thus, the gap was still visible beneath the coat.

…Can I really say this is covered up?

I glared at Seo-hee and Yeon-woo, who were struggling to contain their laughter at my appearance.

“So how do you untransform?”

“Just shout ‘Transformation Release!’”

“Transformation Release!”

I immediately followed those words, but nothing happened. Seo-hee and Yeon-woo laughed even louder. Those two, who used to be at odds with each other, were now happily joking and patting each other’s shoulders.

Should I kill them?

I briefly searched around for the hammer I had dropped on the floor and tapped my forehead with my hand.

Then I swept my hair back with my hand.

“……”

At that action, Seo-hee and Yeon-woo’s laughter abruptly stopped. Jua and Ha-yoon also stared at me with their mouths agape.

“What?”

When I asked with a voice filled with annoyance, they all quickly shook their heads. Ah, I felt so refreshed just a moment ago.

Now that I thought about it, the reason for that refreshing feeling was strangely tied to how little fabric was covering my body, and it felt weird.

In the corner of my view, Jua was sweeping back her own hair. Upon seeing that, Seo-hee and Yeon-woo shook their heads as if something was wrong.

But why?

“Ji-eun.”

Ha-yoon quietly said, pointing at the circuit on her wrist. That’s when I realized how incredibly dumb I was, and I quickly removed the circuit from my wrist.

Without a sound, my outfit reverted back to its original state. I had no idea what kind of principle that worked on. Well, it is magic, after all.

“Ji-eun.”

Seeing my transformation undone, Ha-yoon spoke to me once again.

“Yeah?”

“I’ll definitely help you change that outfit.”

“Ah, um.”

I sensed a fierce determination in her eyes.

It’s nice that she wants to help change it, but is it really that necessary?

….

Oh, come to think of it, magical girls are kind of like half-idols, aren’t they?

Seo-hee, Yeon-woo, and Delphinium all have their respective fan bases. It seems Seo-hee and Yeon-woo’s fans are mostly boys and girls of the same age, but I’ve heard that Delphinium has fans for all sorts of reasons.

But if there’s someone who stands out for running around half-naked—

“Hey, Ha-yoon.”

I asked with a serious expression.

“So, um, how did I look from behind when I transformed?”

My shoulders were exposed, after all.

Does that mean…?

Ha-yoon’s face turned red instead of answering me.

I see.

It wasn’t just my shoulders that were exposed.

I tapped my forehead with my hand again.

Yeah.

Before going into real combat, I need to definitely change my outfit.

I mean, Jua was already emulating my hairstyle, I couldn’t let her mimic my outfit too.

…Of course, there’s a little embarrassment involved.

*

Now that we’ve transformed, we are practically no different from magical girls.

Of course, until now, Seo-hee and Yeon-woo had already treated us like magical girls. They’d commented that how many people fight with a circuit like this on.

However, there is one slight difference this time: it was time for us to decide on our ‘names’ as well.

In this world, all magical girls get their names from flowers. Names that match their personal colors.

Seo-hee, being red, is Rose, Yeon-woo, being yellow, is Dalia. Delphinium got her name from blue since she’s that color.

As for Ha-yoon, her color had been basically set since before her transformation. The weapon itself was pink.

Blossom.

Even I thought that name suited her perfectly. This time, I was just confirming that.

And then next, it was my turn.

To be honest, I always thought white was just a plain color. It was just that nothing had settled down yet, and it was still white.

But, wow, I never knew that would be my color.

Ah, right. Thinking about it again, it’s not that strange. Usually, in works where colors are defined this way, both white and black are treated as colors.

But still, white…

On top of that, the name—

“Lily.”

When Ha-yoon called out my magical girl name, I covered my face.

Ha-yoon seemed to really like that name. After all, it was originally her choice.

Indeed. Magical Girl Happy Lily. That was my official nickname. In this world.

“…… I wish it were at least black.”

Couldn’t I have gotten a cooler name than this? Are there even black flowers?

….

Well, on second thought, I guess Lily is better than something like a black rose. Plus, if it were a rose, it would conflict with Seo-hee. It would probably have turned into a different name altogether.

But there’s no use regretting it now.

Was it even worth regretting in the first place? After all, it wasn’t something I chose. Regretting that my magic is white is pretty much like regretting that I was born tall.

“Lily, Lily!”

Ha-yoon seemed to enjoy my reaction, calling out to me like that,

“It’s such a cute name!”

she teased openly.

Plus, it wasn’t just her. Seo-hee and Yeon-woo called me Lily a few times as well.

Eventually, I could not hold back and threw a cushion from the sofa at Seo-hee.

Of course, Seo-hee gracefully dodged it.

Damn it.

However, strangely enough.

Even amidst that embarrassing atmosphere, hearing everyone call me like that felt—oddly nice.

Good.

I better not tell anyone about this story.

If someone heard it, I’d be teased for three years straight.

 

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